Back from Managua from the Boulevard St. Germain
I'm making deals and hang what I feel
I was in Grenada when the G.I. hit the surf
Boy what a steal it's looking bad and it's real
Down in Jamaica sticky trouble is just my line
I celebrate in Paris drinking silver dollar wine
How down in Fiji and it's burning on the front line
States / she's on the wagon making moves to satiate
I'm in the Siskei and the chopper's going to take the strain
Shift, dead and wounded and clock
The counters on a playing game
World's got to understand to fix this fighting man
Brother do you understand
Bad blue Bahama up to New York City so blind I'm winning
On the flat race, on the hurdle, on the breeding line
I'm in the Siskei and the chopper's going to take the strain
Shift, dead and wounded and clock
The counter and play again
